Tagged: sleep

Flash Fiction Stories 0

Sleep

Short Story In her dead Grandmom’s cabin we found each other via the orange light from the gas furnace. Carvings of shoulder and neck, scoops of hip-sides and navel sections, we were joined in...

Flower Sunset 0

What Are You Entitled To?

Read me a bed time story from end to beginning how the last time anyone ever Said “shine” and then fade was before the book was slammed closed higher octaves, lower tolerance better skin,...

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Under the Surface

Poem   Under my covers Dreaming of things I have never seen Tossing and turning Wandering and wondering Until that time I woke From the black and white to a place full of colour...

Regret Poems About Life: 1

Storage

Poem Every morning, my eyelids push open upon my brain, and, as light streams through the windows to my soul, the boxes and stacks of grief piled against them topple and become a heap....

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A Jet Lag of Lands

Poem it has been thrown over various borders and held by many hands while trying to listen to the sound of sleep sleep my darling, close your eyes sleep my moon, high in the...

haibun poetry 2

Her Infirmity is My Insomnia

Haibun I wake up at four in the morning. Try and sleep again. Mira coughs, inhales hard. Coughs again. She gets up and sprays her nostrils with her over-the-counter spray. I listen to her....

morning stories 1

That Morning Reluctance

Haibun Didn’t want to rise. Turned off the clock and rolled over. A half-sleep doze and I’m up. Don’t want to go; drag my body and mind and stay at the table watching dawn...

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Sleep Birds

Poem   The sleep tugs at my eyes, Like whirring black birds Pulling at the corners of sheets. There is one hole in the stone wall, Through which I look and see: A solitary...

Savior Poem 0

Savior

Poem   The victims kept coming; I had to pause. I was tired. So tired. My spirit was drained. So I sat down to rest, and a voice cried, “Help!” I looked out and...

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Figment

Flash Fiction   We were walking back from the beach, the evening blue and moonlight submerging us as we followed the sidewalk to my front porch. No words, just thoughts, just senses. We walked...

Poem About Nightmares 0

2 a.m.

Poem About Nightmares   Sleep has wrapped its thick bands around me and lazily pulls me down into bed. The alarm clock sits, poised on the edge of the nightstand relishing every minute that...